Disclaimer: This is AU. I do not own any of the characters from Rizzoli and Isles.

Rating: M

Co-written with Kim!

The Tattoo Artist

Maura didn't hate her life...she was just lonely and bored. Her husband was out on a business trip and she had decided to make a trip out, but she didn't want to take her car, so she called a cab. It took her to the end of down town to a pub and she got out, looked around and then hurried inside.

It was one intense feeling. It felt dangerous and exciting. She stepped inside and took a moment to look around. It was a little loud, slightly smoky and dimly lit. She had tried to look like them, but stuck out like a sore thumb in her designer jeans, boots, top and blazer.

Maura moved up to the bar and took a seat. She ordered something to drink and looked around once again. She didn't see anyone that she recognized, not that she expected that she would.

As soon as Maura had entered the bar she held most of the customers attention. It was in the middle of the week, so only guys were there having a drink after finishing work. They basically were regular customers and they ogled the pretty blonde that had entered.

They immediately could tell that she wasn't from around here and wondered what she was doing in a pub like this all by herself. It didn't take long until a guy approached her, quite a beer belly and his face in a desperate need of a shave. He sat down on the stool next to her and turned to her.

"Ay, tell me, what does a pretty lady like you, do here all by yourself?" He asked her and heard some chuckles from other customers.

Maura turned to face him and made a face at him.

"Not here to pick anyone up," she said and held up her hand with a wedding ring on it. Then she dropped it back down and took a drink of what she had ordered. She wasn't afraid of anyone in the room. To her, they were just lonely desperate men who wanted anyone's attention. She looked over at a few men to her right and gave them a look as well before she faced forward. She swallowed and looked back at the man, next to her.

"Drinking...same thing that you are doing..."

"In an area like that? Honey, there are quite some bad guys around this area, just looking for women who are by themselves. Why aren't you in some fancy Country Club drinking your drink there?" He asked her amused. The bartender turned and shook his head, while he cleaned the glasses.

"If that would be your life, you would find it interesting. But it is my life..and I am bored of that life. Don't you think you would be if things were reversed," she said to him and looked around once again. She hadn't thought about there being bad men around. It hadn't been the first thing on her mind and that troubled her.

"Don't think I could get bored of being rich." He said with a chuckle and then placed an arm around her.

"But as long as you are here, how about, paying the next round of beers? In return I'll protect you from the bad men in this area." He said to her.

"Oh geez Bill, leave her be." The bartender said and nodded towards him.

"Don't want you to scare customers away."

Maura looked at his arm around her and then pushed it off as the bartender spoke.

"No, that's fine. I think I'll manage just fine. I am not a fragile woman," she said to him with a small smile. Then she nodded to the bartender for another drink and moved from the bar to a small booth across the room. She just wanted to be alone and the bar seemed to be the wrong place in the room for that.

Bill just laughed as the woman moved to the booth and drank a sip of his beer, before he moved back to his buddies, saying something about rich snobs. It wasn't long until the door opened again and another woman entered.

She was tall, wearing a pair of ripped jeans, biker boots, a leather jacket, and a biker helmet under one arm. Her long dark hair hanging down over her shoulders.

"Yo, Frankie. Catch." Jane said and threw her helmet to the bartender. He caught the helmet and placed it aside.

"How was work?" The bartender asked her.

"Was alright." The brunette woman said and opened the zipper of her leather jacket. She undressed it and handed it to the bartender as well. She only wore a white tanktop underneath, and you could tell she was tattooed. Her right shoulder was full of ink, as well as her left underarm. Looking closely at the white tanktop you could see the ink of her other tattoos on her back and shoulder blades. The brunette sat down on a chair and nodded in the direction to the gross man that had talked to Maura.

"Hey Bill whats up?" Jane asked as Frankie got Jane a beer.

"Nothing doll, same old, same old." He answered. Jane chuckled and then drank a big sip of her beer.

Maura definitely noticed the other only woman who entered the pub. She studied her, not that she could look away. The woman was tall, slender, and well marked with tattoos over her tanned skin. She looked down at her hands and shrugged. She didn't even have a mark on her. She stuck out and she realized it now.

Frankie smirked at Jane and offered her her favorite beer before he moved back to drying glasses. A few other men entered and said hi to Jane, then noticed Maura sitting at the booth.

"Well hello there pretty." A guy said and slid in the booth across from Maura, smiling at her. He was quite good looking.

"Name is Tommy. What is your name? I haven't seen you around here before... You must have recently fallen down from heaven." He said with a wink.

Jane heard her brother and rolled her eyes, not even bothering to turn around to look at the woman. It was highly uncommon for another woman to be there especially during the week.

Maura just looked at him and half smiled.

"You are nice looking and it is unfortunate that I am spoken for," she said to him and took a sip of her drink. She half looked over at the other woman before him again.

"Maura," she said, "and you wouldn't normally see me at all, but I am a bored little housewife..."

Now Jane had to turn around as she heard the other woman talk. She didn't sound familiar at all and the way she spoke was kinda odd to her. She eyed her quietly and figured she was a rich, bored housewife. She wasn't one of them, that was obvious.

"Bored, little housewife, huh? Maura, if you were married to me, I am sure I'd keep you busy." He said with a wink and smiled.

"But you know, I don't mind that you are married, as long as you don't mind. I bet you came here for some adventures and I...I can give you the adventure of your life, baby." He said flirting.

Jane now got up from her stool and walked over, her boots clicking against the wooden floor. Jane leaned down to her brother, causing him to look at his sister.

"Dude, did you already forget what happened to the last housewife you banged and what the husband did to you?" Jane asked him sweetly and pulled him up by his arm.

"Excuse his manners." Jane said and pushed Tommy towards the bar.

Maura's eyes looked directly to Jane as she approached and then hauled the handsome young man off. She cleared her throat absently and finished her drink.

"He wasn't bothering me, miss. Not many really do," she said and looked down at one of Jane's tattoos.

"You have- you have a lot of tattoos," she said and smiled a little. Maura was sweet, that was easy to see. She also looked lonely.

Jane raised an eyebrow and locked eyes with her. She didn't feel offended, knowing that the rich housewife probably didn't see alot of tattooed people in her life.

"I guess it looks this way for you but really, it's only 17." Jane said and drank a sip of her beer.

"Right, only seventeen," she said back and laughed softly.

"Hey Jane, can I kick your ass in Chicago at least?" Tommy asked as he sat down by the bar.

"Kick my ass? Tommy, it's so sweet that you're always trying. Sure, get the dices." Jane said and nodded at Maura.

"Have a nice rest of the evening." She lifted her beer and drank a sip, before she walked back to the bar to Tommy.

Maura nodded and watched as Jane left her. What went through her mind was a million things as she watched the other woman and the man she called Tommy. She looked down at her drink and shrugged a little. Then she got up and walked over to where they were.

"Mind if I join?"

"Sure." Tommy said immediately and grinned at her. Jane glanced at her.

"Do you even know how to?" The brunette asked the blonde woman sceptic, not thinking that she had ever played Chicago before.

"No, but I pick things up very quickly," she said with a smile toward Tommy and then looked toward Jane as she spoke again.

"So, explain it to me. I will watch a round and then join," she said in confidence. She smiled at Jane and Jane found herself loving that smile more than she should.

Jane looked at Maura and gave a nod. She wasn't really one to discriminate other people.

"Alright. It's a drinking game. Basically if you roll three one's, it's called Chicago. It's 300 points and it's the highest score. Rolling a six is sixty points, rolling a one is obviously 100 points. The numbers two to five are just the numbers. Let's say you roll a one, a six and a five. It would be 165. That means the 165 is to beat. You can roll three times and so can Tommy. When you have a one in your roll, you may leave it out. The game goes until you basically got rid of your coasters...and the loser pays a round of shots. Just watch and you'll get the hang of it." Jane said and then started to play a round with Tommy.

"I think I got it," she said with another smile and offered to buy the first round of shots as Tommy and Jane played their round. The shots arrived and Maura picked hers up and downed it as she watched the two playing.

"It's really all about math. I'm excellent in math," she said smartly and offered Jane and Tommy their shots.

"Sweetie, it has a lot to do with luck actually. But sure try calculate your chances." Jane said with a chuckle and took the shot from her before she downed it, just like Tommy.

"Alright guys, let's play a couple of rounds." Jane said and let Maura start.

After twenty minutes of playing and having Jane down her fourth shot, she got up from her stool.

"Alright guys, I am outta here." She said and Frankie handed her, her jacket and helmet back.

"Or else I'll be too drunk to drive home. Besides, I have a customer early in the morning. Was nice playing with you, Maura." Jane said to her and zipped up her jacket.

Maura was a little light-headed after her fifth shot, but she sat there and waved at Jane as she left. Her smile was back and she then looked back at Tommy.

"Another round," she said to him, not wanting to go home to her lonely house. She shifted closer to him and gave him a look.

"Well alright." Tommy said amused and played another round with her. Since he lost he paid for the next round and then handed the blonde another shot.

"To this evening." He said with a smile and then downed his shot. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"How about we get the hell outta here?" He asked her.

Maura downed hers and looked at him. Then she nodded.

"Where do you suggest we go?" She asked.

"You don't live with your sister do you," she said and laughed softly. Maura wasn't about cheating like this, but she simply didn't want to go home alone. She looked at the door to where the woman had left from and then back to him.

"Should I trust a man that has a habit of picking up lonely married women?"

"Nah I don't live with my sis. She lives in a flat above her tattoo studio...I have my own place, and you can trust me. All the women I slept with are still alive. I only give them pleasure." Tommy said and moved closer, wrapping an arm around the blonde.

"So what do you say? I live close by. A five minutes walk." He played with a strand of her blonde hair.

Maura swallowed and felt her eyes fluttered at his touch. It had been a while since any one had looked at her how he did, let alone her own husband.

"You know what," she said and placed a hand on his chest. "Yes...as long as I can walk," she said with a chuckle.

"I'd even carry you if I had to." Tommy said with a wink.

"Hey Frankie we are outta here. Goodnight." He yelled to his brother and then left the bar with the blonde.

All gentleman-like he undressed his jacket and laid it over her shoulders, as he walked with her to his apartment. He turned on the lights as they arrived and kicked off his shoes.

"Sorry it's a bit messy but...there is no mess in my bed." He said with a grin and pushed her up against the door, kissing her.

"No, I wouldn't think-" she started to say and then he was kissing her. Her eyes closed and she moaned against his lips. Her head swam and she didn't care if this was a bad decision or now. God...she was so in need of a good fuck and would deal with what she did tomorrow. He felt her kiss him back with a fire like intensity.

He grabbed her by the thighs and then lifted her up, moving his hands on her ass, as he carried her over to his unmade bed. She let her down and was over her within seconds, kissing her. He brought his hands to the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head and tossed it to the ground.

He immediately did the same with his own shirt, exposing a toned upper body and of course, a tattoo over his chest. Tommy's hands wandered to Maura's breasts and he massaged them.

Maura stared at his tattoo and then smiled up into his face.

"I suppose your sister did that," she said as he slowly started to massage her breasts. Maura's skin was flawless. She breathed deeply and her nipples were already hard. Between her legs, she ached even more than she had thought she would. Tommy was hot.

"How old are you," she asked him.

"Yeah Jane did that." He confirmed and kissed her again. He brought his hands between them and opened her pants and pulled them down in the very next second.

"I'm Twenty-One, why?" He asked her and brought his hands to his own jeans and stripped them down within seconds, as well as his boxers. He was hard already and moved back on top of her.

Maura looked down between his legs.

"Oh you're young," she said and chewed on her lower lip, so turned on by him.

"I am a little older," she said and swallowed. She reached down and curled her fingers around his hard sex, stroking it a little. "I hope that's ok..."

He groaned as he felt her fingers wrapped around his sex. He chuckled and undressed Maura's panties, before he positioned himself between her legs, nudging her opening with the head of his penis.

"I figured you were. The last housewife I banged was in her early 40s, so don't you worry. I like the older chicks." He said grinning.

"Well, you are definitely the youngest I have been with..." she said and opened her legs wider for him. She moved her hands around to his fine ass and gripped it hard. Then she pulled him closer, taking command of him in a way. It turned him on. She helped him inside and groaned lightly. Her eyes deepened in color.

"I hope you don't judge..."

"Judge you because you are married? I really don't care." He said and pushed in all the way, groaning. He placed a kiss on her lips, before he began thrusting back and forth in a fast manner, groaning as he did so. Tommy was good-looking and hardly spent a night alone by himself.

Maura kissed him back. "Yes..." she said breathlessly and still held his ass as he thrust deep and fast. She arched her back and moaned loudly but very sweet and delicate like. Her eyes soon closed.

"Don't come inside me..." she said after a moment. "I'll finish you..."

"Okay." He agreed and kept thrusting. He switched from fast thrusts to hard ones, then to slow and gently ones back to hard and fast. He groaned and kissed her from time to time. It didn't take too long for him until he started feeling close and forced himself to pull out of the blonde.

Maura had her orgasm while he was thrusting and he had felt it. She breathed deeply and once he pulled out, she quickly sat up and pushed him back to his back on the bed.

"On second thought...I want to feel you...come..." she said and straddled him. She took him into her hands and lowered herself back over him and rode him the rest of the way to his orgasm.

He grinned as she started to ride him, finding it incredibly sexy. He brought his hands on her hips and then moved them up to her breasts. In less than a minute, Tommy came, shooting his load inside of her. He gave her breasts another squeeze, before he rolled them over again and then pulled out of her slowly.

"That was sexy." He said with a grin. "Now that you know I have no issues with your age...do you wanna tell me how old you are?" He asked her.

She was nestled against him, feeling the after sensations of his release inside of her. She smiled and touched his face.

"A woman never tells her age," she purred and then pulled him down in hard kiss. Her heart was mad in her chest. She smiled at his expression after that. He was surprised with her. "But much younger than 40..."

"Usually women who are over 30 use that line but I am okay with it." He said and kissed her again. He played with her hair.

"Do you want me to call you a cab? Surely don't wanna have your husband wondering where you might be." He said matter of factly.

"I am not thirty," she said and pushed herself up slightly. She nodded when he offered to call her cab. She smiled and pressed her hand against his chest, over the tattoo. She looked into his face and frowned.

"He's out of town..."

"Ah I see. Big business man, huh?" He asked with a chuckle and sat up as well. He kissed her lips, before he got up and grabbed his boxers, putting them back on. He walked over and got his phone to call a cab for Maura.

"It's always nice to see women who don't have tattoos. That's rather rare around here actually." He admitted as he looked down at her with a wink, before someone picked up on the other line and he talked. He hung up a moment later and tossed the phone on his bed.

"They'll be here in ten."

"Really, I find that hard to believe," she mused and smiled at him as he told her that the cab would be there in ten. She slowly slipped from the bed and lost her balance. She laughed and grabbed at him.

"It was good..." she said to him as she slipped her underwear back on.

"Yeah I agree." He said and watched her with a smirk.

"Hey anytime you feel 'lonely' again, you know where you can find me, alright? You were a pretty got lay and you know, I am up to do it again sometime." He told her and flashed her his most charming smile.

Maura stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him.

"You weren't bad yourself," she said with a smirk and then kissed him for a long moment. She hated going home, but she knew that she had to. She then finished getting dressed and soon was home.

TBC

Please don't hate me for the first Chapter... I promise it will turn out Rizzles ;) Tell me what you think so far though :) It'll get muuuuch better next Chapter :) And for everyone who is interested, I am already in the middle of writing on Obsessions 2 :)